Living the Saturday
Easter Saturday. The day between. A day for the disciples of confusion, chaos, disorientation.
I realised yesterday, as I attended a Good Friday service that I am presently, living the Saturday. The trauma of brain surgery, rehab, cancer is, in the main, past but I’m still in the confusion and the chaos. Our ministry is closed, volunteers scattered and I’m not sure how to make sense of the future.
But I have an advantage. Unlike the first disciples, I know it changes, I know there is a hope and a future. I know there is a plan. And whether it’s tomorrow, next month, next year or next decade. There will be something coming out of this time.
There is a song ‘This is amazing Grace,’ sung in many churches it has a line ‘who brings our chaos back into order?’ Describing a God that does this. That is what I’m holding onto right now.
I am still reeling, calm after the storm but not sure what next.
I’m living the Saturday. And that’s ok. I’ll sit in it - grieve when I need and look for the way forward.
If anyone would like to pray for me/us in this please do!
